hair, looking eager to listen. It was a wooden chair with a long backrest, the backrest consisting of rows of wooden slats. After Lin Meng sat down, the slatted backrest easily blocked her chest. Behi..."Xiao Liu, come on, let's have a match!"

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She was a little conflicted, but being someone who could handle big things, she quickly saw things clearly. She had a long life ahead of her, and could she really pretend to be strong in front of Lin Meng for the rest of her life!

Hit!

Why don't you fight!ck and forth, the little one finally conceded, softly whimpering, like the moan of a young beast."It hurts a little... But, it's only a little bit, just a little bit...""There's just a little bit left...